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Some Fridays are especially Fridaylike. One congratulates oneself for remembering almost anything. One says "What a miracle-worker am I!" when one successfully puts out the rubbish. One cannot remember what has been done and what needs to be done and one cannot find list nor brain to assist. Cups of tea do not help.

I'm going to read one of my many books until R rings. If she's willing, we'll both take refuge at the markets. If she's busy, then I shall run my messages early and hope that, along with my messages, I find the missing segments of myself (including my brain). Then I'll remember all the Important Things I had to do today and I shall possibly debate doing them.

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I've lost R's phone number. Again. I'll give it an hour then do my messages and hope that I remember where I put it by the time I return.

In other news, this morning was consistently things-not-quite right. I would like it very much if my friends would kindly stop being ill and in pain, stop being picked on by idiots (and for this I shall not name names), instantly come into much money (and therefore have no debt) and etc. Much, much etc.

There are a bunch of disturbing things that are hitting friends and that I can't talk about (for they are private or it will fan flames, mostly). If you're one of those friends, then I'm definitely thinking of you.

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I added to my grumptitude by reading a couple of bad reviews. Not negative reviews of my own work, but poorly thought-out reviews. I was trying to put my own reviewing into context and find out what I can do better. I have, at least, found out some things I should not be doing at all.

If anyone has a favourite review (not of their own work, for I do think we judge reviews of our work by different criteria to most reviews) and it is webbed and can be linked unto, I would appreciate the links. When I get back from my messages, I would very much like to balance the bibliographical stuff with a bit of learning, and today the learning is about reviewing, and I'd love to see some examples of exemplary practice. I'm tired of checking out reviews at random and finding stuff that leaves me desolate.

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I have bought treats while shopping. I have that new handbag I've needed forever (they have finally started making handbags the right size for netbooks and not too wimpy to actually hold them) and treats for friends overseas for when I wish to send them parcels and much, much food. A lot more food than I need. My freezer will be full, mainly of chicken. It cheered me up, though.

Quite a few of my friends have been sending notes to each other full of apologies. It's a high pain day all round. The assistant in Australian Geographic thought it was the aircon, but I pointed out that the aircon couldn't be responsible for woes over a 6oo mile radius. We agreed Saturday would be better.

I shall take pain relievers and rearrange my evening. I also need to rearrange my new handbag, which is a much more convenient size than the messenger bag I was stuck using.

Ms Cellophane Competition results

For those who have sensibly not read my posts today, it was one of those days. Not actually bad, but things kept going awry. What this meant was that I couldn't email my publisher the result of the competition until an hour ago (well, I could have, if I had remembered, but one of the things that was wrong was my time sense and all day it felt 5 hours earlier than it actually was).

I've emailed the winner and I'll do a proper announcement when I've heard back from Momentum. The picture is a beaut and quite properly NSFW.

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I finally, finally got some work done. Not the work I had intended, but an article I promised and a few essential emails. Between that and the handbag and the fixing up of my (again miscreant) email client I can claim not to have lost a whole day...just.

I'm going to bed early (ie now) and I am going to sleep out the pain and tomorrow I am going to work very, very hard. Make that very, very, very hard. I don't know why today was so very odd, but there's no denying it was. And aren't you lucky I so generously shared it?